Seeing Xiaoxiao speak up, the old lady knew Xiaoxiao was feeling shy, so she patted Xiaoxiao's hand, signaling her not to worry, she was worth the praise.
Others nodded in agreement.
"Mom, you're right, we really owe it all to Yang Ming's wife."
"Mom, we all remember."
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"..."
The old lady was very satisfied with everyone's attitude, "I won't say much else, I'm about to enter my old age, I only have a few years left to live, all I ask is that every day you don't start trouble. Just don't turn against each other when this old lady is gone."
"Mom, what are you talking about, we would never do that."
"Besides, Mom, you're in good health, why keep talking about funerals and such depressing things?"
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"..."
The old lady snorted coldly, "It's best if you don't, don't act like ungrateful wolves. If my granddaughter-in-law wants to help you, that's her generosity, and you have to remember that."
